A/N: So, these are basically just a collection of drabbles inspired by one word prompts. The first four were prompts from my friends and google, but if you would like to suggest a prompt, feel free to leave one in the reviews or message me. So, here we go.
prompt - bomb
"You kind of suck at this."
Roxas grinned as the bird was flipped in his direction, the finger's owner not looking up from his book. Roxas was lying down, head cradled between Axel's folded legs. His own textbook lay open on his chest, the sentence he'd been rereading for 5 minutes forgotten. Axel was staring intently at the book he held in his spindly fingers, and Roxas had to fight down the urge to push the glasses up Axel's narrow nose.
After 3 more minutes, Axel groaned and flipped the book closed, laying it down next to his foot and rubbing his temples gently. "I'm going to bomb the test tomorrow."
Roxas frowned and pushed himself up, allowing his textbook to fall to the side. "Well that's not a very good attitude." Axel merely glared at him before picking his book back up and attempting to go through it again.
"I should have never signed up for this class. This information is all useless!" He tossed the book in the general direction of the doorway and lay down, flinging his arm over his eyes in faux-desperation.
"Oh, stop being such a drama queen," Roxas smiled and lay down next to Axel, setting his head on his shoulder and wrapping his arm across his chest. "I'm sure you'll do fine. You've been studying for week."
Axel sighed, "Easy for you to say, Mr. 4.0." He wound his arm around Roxas' head and began to play with his hair. "I bet you 20 bucks I'm going to bomb the test."
"Deal," Roxas closed his eyes.